The hands of envy tighten their grip on me as I wish to be my enemy.
Never satisfied, always looking to another to fulfill what’s been missing inside of me.
Never satisfied, but have I ever really tried to be ?

She hid her feelings all too well.
No one ever knew who she really was.
Accustomed to never revealing the battle within.
Now she’s in too deep,lost in the lies she’s told.
Shame takes the place of all her secrets.
Insecurity resonates;then her silence breaks.
“This is who I am!”,she screams.
“I am not the girl you think I am.”
“This is who I am!”, she screams.
The lies;they fall away.
Insecurities;they fall away, and it’s just me standing here .
“Will you accept me for who I am?” I exclaim.
I no longer choose to hide in shame.
I forgive all the lies I’ve told.
I forgive not showing who I truly am.
And the lies;they fall away.

The only people I’ve ever been impressed with died a long time ago.
Now, this world is filled with fakes
Pretending to be original.
I look towards the colors of the world;
Everything else is just a waste.
I want to surround myself with what is natural,effortless and beautiful.
You and your followers try too hard to be significant;Blinded by your artificial light. I will fight so I don’t become just a number on a screen.
I will live in the real world.
Your persona means nothing to me.